#the writer is smol

[sweetchildcloud]

||MINI ME|| written by me ☆~♡~◇

Plot: Gojo being an affectionate father as he meets his baby for the first time.

Tags-Breast feeding mention,lots of cuddles,fluff,fatherly love,heartwarming,cute overload.

@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia

“You’re cuter” Gojo teases, but he is pleased. He likes watching you nurse Hotaru. It’s a special moment, for the both of you and your child. “He’s adorable” Satoru continues, his voice dripping with affection “but his mother… hm, far more gorgeous" Satoru laughs softly and pulls the baby in for a tight squeeze. Then, he lifts his head and stares at him once more, holding him at arm's length. The baby’s eyes are wide and bright, like stars in the sky "You have my eyes, little one. You have my eyes...and that adorable chuckle" He adds, before grinning to himself. It feels good looking at his baby. Good and strange. The whole situation was a bit surreal, in a good way, but... "I think I'm starting to understand what being a dad means"

Hatoru yawned as he wobbled scooting near his father chest and laying his head on his shoulder.

Satoru grins as he feels the weight of his son’s head resting on his shoulder. He gently caress Hotaru’s head as the baby falls asleep, and Satoru’s hand comes down to rub soft circles on his son’s back.

Hatoru yawned and he whimpered softly as he couldn't sleep continuously sifting in his dad embrace.

Satoru looks down at his son, noticing the baby’s tired, watery eyes. Immediately, he feels guilt again, realizing that his son is still adjusting to his new surroundings and hasn’t gotten used to falling asleep by himself yet. With a gentle sigh, he pulls Hotaru close to himself again, his grip tightening around the baby as a way to offer more comfort. “Shh” Satoru whispers quietly as he rocks his son “It’s okay… I’m here. I’m here….”

But that didn't help much as Hotaru whimper continued, his tiny fists clutching to his chest as he whimpers, more maybe he needed his pacifier.

Satoru’s heart twists when he hears the cries continue. He couldn’t stand seeing his son like this, with his tiny fists clutching his cheeks and his big, blue eyes so watery. Without a second thought, he pulls out a pacifier from his pocket and pops it into Hotaru’s mouth. The baby chews on the pacifier with an adorable expression, sucking on it as he does. “Better?” Satoru smiles, letting out a breath of relief.

Satoru stares at his son for a long moment, his breath caught in his throat over how *tiny* the baby is. His tiny fists on Satoru’s chest, his chubby cheeks as they wobble with his yawns, a small smear of drool as he sucks on the pacifier—everything about the little one makes Satoru’s heart swell. The baby looks incredibly adorable right now, and Satoru can’t help but feel a little happy to see the little one so calm.

"Boop" Gojo said soflty as he booped softly Hatoru little bitty nose with the tip of his finger and the baby made a cooing noise curling up his nose.

You sighed looking at the two of them and how cute they were before you let a yawn of your own "Let's go to bed sweetie" you said tiredly at Gojo.

“In a few minutes” Satoru pouted whispering, his gaze still on his son. “Just…” The baby’s sleepy eyes are adorable, and he can’t help but feel affectionate seeing them in this state. “Just let me cherish this moment, please?”

"Oh my god you're so adorable, you're not having a baby fever now are you?" You asked smirking looking at him.

“Maybe a little...” Satoru smiles, not denying it. The entire situation with them becoming parents was a bit overwhelming, but... it was so worth it. He loves it here, with his son in his arms, smiling at him just as he is. “You’re not jealous are you? And “If you mean ‘is seeing my baby like this making me feel all kinds of feels’? Yes” he answers, feeling a bit sheepish “And if it’s not baby fever, then… I don’t even know what to call it. Just watching him sleep makes me smile for some reason”

He paused before adding

“Is that weird?” He asks, still admiring Hotaru’s sleeping form. “I just feel…” A strange feeling of warmth erupted throughout his body. Love, maybe? “I feel content”

"No,not at all,it just means that you love your son and I feel the same" you said caressing softly the baby cheek as he sleeps

The warm sensation spreads through Gojo’s chest as he stares down at his son. Hatoru is so small and innocent that he makes Gojo want to cover him in kisses and hugs. He never imagined being a father would make him feel like this. Love and affection, sure, but this… this is a whole new world of emotions that he’s never experienced before. “It’s a nice feeling” he murmurs. “A very nice feeling”

“We should get to bed now, right?” He asks, still watching his son’s sleeping face, then looking over to you. He doesn’t want to miss this moment, but he also doesn’t want you to exhaust yourself.

"You can bring the baby in our bed so that we can sleep together"

Satoru looks down at Hotaru at your suggestion and his heart flutters. Yes. He wants that. He wants that very, *very* much. The two of you could sleep in bed with the baby together. Hold him close as he sleeps. It would be the most content moment of his life. Satoru swallows, trying to keep himself from smiling like an idiot. “That’s a great idea”

Satoru nods and gets up, taking his son in his arms once more. The baby is *so* light. So delicate. So cute. He chuckles as he follows you up the stairs, and walks into the bedroom. Your bed is large enough for a king, and it doesn’t take you long to climb into bed and pull Hotaru with each of you at either side. “We’re a family” Satoru whispers, his voice nearly breaking. “We’re a family now”

"Are you crying?" You asked giggling softly at your husband antics.

Satoru gives you a sheepish smile. It’s true, he has tears in his eyes. Not tears of sadness, but tears of pure joy. “Am I crying?” he chuckles softly, wiping his eyes. “Maybe just a little. This—” he gestures to their family in bed “—it’s just so beautiful… so precious…” “We created this…” He continues. “Me and you, together, we created this perfect thing” Satoru smiles again, his voice cracking with emotion as he stares down at his son. “There’s nothing better in the world than this”

“You’re a sentimental idiot” you giggled and rolled your eyes amusedly, but you didn't object when Satoru sweeps you up in a warm embrace and pulls you close to hug you. You’re a family now. Hotaru is yours, and together, you are more than you’ve ever been.

Bonus:

Satoru laughs softly, pressing his face against you “I’m a sentimental idiot” He agrees, smiling against your cheek. “But my God, I don’t think there’s anything in the world that can make me so happy right now. You and our baby…” He trails off as he continues to embrace you contented and completely at ease as you both slowly drift off to sleep.

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Me thinking about this:

☆Happy,happy,happy~☆

[anachronismstellar]

For the blushing prompt:

"A and B try to figure out who can make the other person blush first/the hardest." (Idk if this counts but oh well...)

Airplane has fun making his bro blush out of embarrassment or anger (or a secret third thing). In revenge, SY tries to make him blush too, but to lose face you have to have face, so Airplane isn't going to give in that easily.

Embarrasing fail after shameful fail, options start to become scarce... Desperate situations call for desperate measures ;)

Ooooh I like how you think Frozt heheheh >:)

Hold my fan, I have an idea-

BTW the poem I got from this link here, and it's a famous poem but we gonna pretend SQH wrote it shhhh

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It started, as most things between them, with a dare.

Shen Yuan doesn't remember how the dare started, but he remember it having something to do with trying to make Liu-shidi blush. Shen Yuan had bet a few coins that Airplane couldn't do it, to which the writer just laughed and gave Shen Yuan some papers to hold with a "Watch this," right after.

Then he proceeded to grab the War God of Bai Zhan Peak Liu Qingge by his waist and knock him on the ground as if the man weighted as much as a feather.

"I can't believe you threw him like that. No, actually I can't believe you got him by surprise," Shen Yuan said as Shang Qinghua poured them tea, the bamboo house intact by a miracle after Shang Qinghua's nonsense. For a second, Shen Yuan really thought Liu-shidi would retaliate, and his house would be knocked out. But instead of giving Airplane the beating of a lifetime, Liu-shidi got red all the way to his hair, jumped on his sword, and left without even saying goodbye.

"What can I say, bro," Airplane said with a wink. "I do have some tricks on my sleeve, or I wouldn't have survived this far, would I?" Then he failed miserably at being smooth when his elbow knocked his cup of tea, spilling hot liquid all over Shen Yuan's expensive table.

"Wow. A true charmer," Shen Yuan flicked his fan open as he watched Shang Qinghua fumble around, doing his best to clean up the mess he had made.

"At least I know how to use my good looks when needed. You're just jealous I made Liu-shidi blush and you didn't!"

"I'm not jealous- why would I be jealous?!"

"You're totally jealous of my amazing charms and blushing powers!" Shang Qinghua said after finally controlling the mess on the table, crossing his arms with a face too smug for someone with tea stain on his sleeve.

"As if I'd be jealous of a wanna be writer like you, you got lucky and knew Liu-shidi weakness!" He snapped his fan close so hard the wood cracked, narrowing his eyes at Airplane with all the poison Shen Qingqiu could muster. "I bet you couldn't make me blush!"

The smile on Airplane's face sent a chill down on Shen Yuan's spine. Suddenly he was very aware of the fact that Airplane might have died a virgin, but he was the author of a very successful eighteen plus story with some very few scenes that had made Shen Yuan stare at the ceiling for a very long time after reading it.

To sum up, he fucked up.

"Oh? Wanna bet, bro?" And he had no idea Shang Qinghua could move his body like that, all sinuous like a dancer, taking Shen Yuan's hand to kiss softly his palm. Shock was the only possible reason Shen Yuan could think of him not pulling his arm away, it must be it. For what other reason would he get lost in warm brown eyes and soft curly bangs framing Qinghua's face?

"I live upstream and you downstream, from night to night of you I dream. Unlike the stream you are not in view, though both we drink from River Blue..."

Lips slowly brushed over his wrist, as Airplane kept his intense gaze on Shen Yuan's face, sighing as words poured from his lips like drops of warm rain over Shen Yuan's skin.

"When will the river no more flow？When will my grief no more grow?" Shang Qinghua turned his hand until his palm was facing down, kissing his knuckles as if he were some lovesick maiden from westen books. And to make matters worse, as if he had no face at all, Airplane had the audacity to play with Shen Yuan's hair, putting it behind his ear in a move so painfully cliché that made his brain melt.

"I wish your heart will be like mine, then not in vain for you I pine." He finished the poem as he slid the back of his fingers over Shen Yuan's cheek, pressing his thumb against Shen Yuan's lower lip.

"Hm, Shen-Shixiong blushes so pretty," and it was like Airplane had poured a bucket of icy water over him as he wiggled his eyebrows at Shen Yuan.

The bastard.

"Fine, fine! You win, you hack author!" Shen Yuan didn't scream because that would be unbecoming, but he couldn't help himself from pressing his cold hands against his cheeks, trying to make the red go away. "I hate you so much, Airplane! Where was this skill when you were writing this mess of a storyline?" He grumbled, facing away the other, his face not thick enough to let Airplane stare at him while he was still blushing. "If you're so talented with words, you should have written poems instead of this mess!"

The chuckle was way more subtle than Shen Yuan was expecting, making him turn to look at Airplane again, blush be damned. And what a pleasant surprise to see he wasn't the only one with red dusting his cheeks. Although he had no idea what had made Shang Qinghua blush after such a demonstration of thick face.

"Well, poems are a hit or miss, and uh, more academic, I guess. I did publish some, but they weren't as successful as Proud Demon Immortal Way, so..."

Shen Yuan shouldn't be surprised that Airplane had published other things, but it did open an entire can of worms he wasn't expecting. Did Airplane write other books? Did he publish it under a pen name? Has Shen Yuan read his other works? What-

"So what do I get?"

"Excuse me?" Shen Yuan's entire line of thought was broken by the question, making him blink several times.

"I got to make you blush!" Shang Qinghua said with a honest to Heavens pout, as if he weren't some kind of flirty demon a few seconds ago. "What do I get? Oooh can you take a look on my last story? Is about this disciple and his shizun and-"

Shen Yuan hit Shang Qinghua with his fan.

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Ooooh thank you for the ask Frozt this was so fun ♡♡♡

[apicelladonna]

The Dumbledore siblings had one sibling to attend all of their funerals, one sibling attended none, and one sibling will have none of them both at his final breath.

[vnknowv]

Maybe I'm looking at the wrong places but you guys need to start writing about MASCULINE BUFF FAT WOMEN. YOU ARE IN THE MILITARY FOR GOD SAKE, MAKE THAT MF GHOST WITH BOOBS

[djappleblush]

It's so frustrating how you're so excited to read a very specific scene in a fanfic AND IT'S NOT JUST FVCKING WRITING ITSELF

[lakshana-ke-lakshan]

Wtf is happening with ishman fandom? When we're not being fed anything, Ishan literally on a hiatus, then istg the fanfics were SO GOOD and now? When we're being spoon fed the content? The quality of the fanfics goes down? no offence.

like y'all, as a writer, who was forced to write because of less, but good content, i can't help but be annoyed with the fandom rn. Cuz I literally wrote my ff because there was no omegaverse ishman fluff!!!?!

So the point is that the stories are very repetitive, grammar is wrong (not like I'm Shakespeare's butt hole but still, there are some limits to galat English?), there is just- Nothing new? To be excited about?

I remember the time when I used to keep refreshing the app in case any new updates came and now, I haven't literally opened the app since forever. There is just one author, who i wait for, and they stopped posting the same time around which I stopped posting. So ya, I'm not alone

And don't call me Hardik- you ain't loyal to one fandom- look, ik I ain't but I just got over it?! And vaise bhi fanfics ka cringe alag hi chall Raha hai

It's always the same now- mafia Shubman, hobo ishan or some royalty au, or some businessman CEO Shubman and poor ishan, omega ishan hiding his gender, and ishan running away with his child blah blah blah

Yes there are many new ideas, but i couldn't possibly know cuz I haven't opened any fabric since ages

So ya, ishman is having its downfall era on Wattpad

WRITERS DO SOMETHING

I BEG OF YOU

and if anyone could recommend the best, mouthwatering, booty hole clenching fanfic where there is a new plot, and shub is not bottom(he's never a bottom), please do recommend them to me. Pretty please

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗎𝗏𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽. (𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 + 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿)

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗉𝗏 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗎𝗏𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝗎𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝖽𝗈𝗀𝗀𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗒𝗅𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝖾��𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 (𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾), 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉, 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗎𝗏𝗈, 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 (?) }

You let out a sharp yelp as Uvogin fucks you into the hotel bed, his hands held your waist as his fingers indented the pudge of your brown tummy.

You clawed at the sheets as you cry out, the force of Uvo’s hips hitting your ass as his heavy dick pounded into your little pussy, stretching you out so painfully good.

If he wasn’t fuckin you dumb with each thrust you would’ve had half a mind to be quiet or tell him too, but you could never tell Uvo to be quiet cuz he’d just snarl and say “Me be quiet? What the hell for? Don’t want your boytoys to hear? Huhh? Don’t want them to know who’s fuckin’ you right now?”

And he’s so stupid because hes stubborn and one track minded, first off he’s the only one you’re fucking with and he knows this, but you can barely get out any words between his rough pumps and your sobbing. “It’s kids… on this ffuck~ level.”

There was no room left for questioning if people heard you, your voice was already beginning to get hoarse, but at least it lasted longer this time. He paused making you let out a breath of relief from his harsh movements, you could feel his fat dick throbbing as it rested comfortably in it’s always tight sleeve.

You turn towards Uvogin hearing the most spine chilling sound as he laughs looking into your puffy eyes, you wore a pout on your lips as if you’d been crying for hours (and you have because of him) he finds you more beautiful than ever in that moment and you should be terrified.

“Ohh that’s the problem huh princess? You wanted some rugrats runnin’ round? Fine I’ll give you my brats.” Before you can even open your mouth to rebut he’s pulling out and slamming into to you taking away what little breath you have. “S-shit~ NO~ Uvooo~ fuckk me.”

He pulls your arms from in front of you holding you up by the crease of your elbows. “I f-Fuckin am princess. Ya want more?? Alright then soo greedy!” Your head hangs, braids falling out of the ponytail that wasn’t Uvo proof, and you’re pretty sure you passed out for a good five seconds before you heard the beast above you laugh.

“Holy shit! You squirted just from that?” “Ugghh Uvoo~ daddy~ you’re in my fuck~in tummy. Y-you’re a fuc~fuckin beast.” He smirks his ego going into overdrive as he pulls you up, one monumentally large hand going around your neck tilting your head to look at him, the other covering the whole of your stomach.

“Yea I fuckin am ain’t I? A fucking beast? The only one that could fuck this tight pretty brown pussy? Huh princess? Answer me!” Your eyes partially left the back of your head as you nod dumbly, whines of yess barely incomprehensible leaving your lips as he fucks up into you.

He opens his mouth letting his tongue fall and licks all over your cheek to your lips, where he sloppily kisses you licking up the drool that fell to the corner side of your mouth. “Fuck yea princess. Always holding me so tight. Gonna lemme fuck my kids in ya? Get ya nice ‘n fat with my brats? That’ll keep those fucking punks away from my pussy won’t it?”

“Yesshh~ fucckk~” You slur making him grin. “Then cum on my cock so I fuck you full of my brats.” You let out a lot high pitched whine, abiding as your body trembling with release, you can feel the dull stinging sensation of a cramp starting to form before it diminished.

The sounds of skin slapping and the slickness of both your cum fills the whole room, but not louder than Uvogin’s rough but stuttering thrusts. “Holy fuckk~ princess. Better keep all of me in this pussy or I’d have to fuck you til I cum again.”

He slapped your ass and adjusted his hands to grip your hips pulling you flush against him, you fell into the bed your face on the covers, hair surrounding the pillowy white sheet and knees rooted on the bed.

You couldn’t, scratch that, wouldn’t take Uvo’s words lightly, it was a fucking threat, you’re not gonna let him fuck you like this again without any real breaks might I add. He let out a loud growl, his mouth by your ear, the bed braking and the wall dented in as pieces of the plywood fell.

“S-shit~ fuckk yea princess.” He let out a thunderous growl as he spilt his hot cum into you. This is the third time Uvo came, y’all had been fucking since early afternoon it was now late at night, you lost count and had no sense of time after your fourth orgasm.

And you hate him forreal cuz his libido and stamina is extremely high, and the fact that he’s a beast, makes him think he should actually be fucking like a damn animal.

You trash talk him in your head as he pulls out, loudly groaning, flopping next to you on his back, hands behind his head in a relaxed position as if he’d just started on a ten month paid vacation.

You’re laid in the bed like Winnie the pooh resting your head onto your arms getting comfortable, Uvo looks at you a satisfied grin in his face. “I should get you one of those baby pee sticks tomorrow. Bet that load definitely got you pregnant ‘magine our brats going ‘round causin’ trouble everywhere.”

You hum nonchalantly eyes drifting to his as you heard him snort. “Fucked ya so hard your voice is gone huh?” You roll your eyes scoffing lightly, sticking up your middle finger causing him to bark out a laugh.

“Now if those men talk to ya when everyone, by now, knows you’re mine I’ll kill ‘em.” He removed his hand rubbing his rough, scarred fingertips lightly on your cheek. You roll your eyes not even finna get into it with this man when your voice can barely function, he continues to talk rambling himself to sleep.

“And when our ankle biters get ‘er imma train ‘em to attack anyone that tries to hit on you…” You giggle catching his hand in yours as it fell from your face.

‘Such a fucking idiot’

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

[written-by-jayy]

Prompt #5

Masterlist

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Small whumpee getting rescued by a team of people.

At first no one can find whumpee. Until they break open a locked cupboard.

Do they find whumpee calmly and curiously looking at them, relatively unbothered? Do they find feral whumpee immediately attacking them? Do they find a shaking, sobbing, and severely injured whumpee begging for mercy? Are there other options?

That’s the whole prompt. Just something that was on my mind that I wanted to release out into the world. That’s all. :D

[inseasofgreen]

🔥WEDNESDAY WIP 🔥

thank you for the tag @wyked-ao3!!

The great white knocked his head against Zemorri’s chest. He let out a small chuckle, laying his hand on the side of the beasts face. The she-beast flew over head. Swooping down to graze Indiss’ back, the white beast hissed and snapped up at her. “Ignore the her,” Zemorri cooed, “She’s probably jealous. Overfed and underworked.” Indiss looked back to his rider, giving the his small companion a low throaty grumble in reply. “The day I’m overfed and underworked you will be too.” Zemorri mused at the thought, patting the beast on it’s scaley cheek.

gently tagging @drchenquill @an-indecisive-nerd @tildeathiwillwrite

@leahnardo-da-veggie and a open tag!

[jev-urisk]

✨️Height comparison tag!✨️

This is just something I like doing with my characters and I thought others might like to try!

Rules; List the heights, add any notes you'd like, and do a chart. I use Hikaku but there are surely others 😁

Heights for my ocs in 🌐7 Circles🌐

Kazimier💋: Just under 6ft, but between horns and heels he seems taller. Also a Shapeshifter sooo 🤷‍♂��� height is adjustable.

Klaus🌻: 6'2", appears.. to be your usual tall dark and handsome

Val🐁: 5'6", comparatively smol. May be stunted from malnourishment..

Seeker🌠: 6'5", The willowy kalilith looks down at you, and you feel small- but not in the way the demons make you feel small. Those depthless green eyes turn to you and in that moment you see yourself as they do, something to be picked up, held, protected, valued. In that way, their tallness takes your breath away..

Yeah idonno I'm just futzing around 😂

@the-golden-comet and @lychhiker-writes, I gotta know. Also tagging @katenewmanwrites @fortunatetragedy @wyked-ao3 +Open tag!

(Hmu to be +/- to my tag games list! I want to make more original tags games like this~)

[lilacthebooklover]

me, age 11, finding out fanfiction exists through @charismabee telling me about the harry potter au she made with her friend:

[multi-fandom-lunatic]

GUYS @SmolLikeAFrog is my WONDERFUL friend and coauthor for an(other) upcoming fic of mine so GO FOLLOW THEM and we'll update yall

[m-ete0ra]

This was for @katsukikitten birthday <3

Here is the colored version I am personally however more of a sketch girlie

[titichan]

Just the current situation worldwide- 🤭❗️

[always-coffee]

I’ve written some #TinyPoems for folks over on Bluesky, and I figured I’d share a few of them here.

[doks-aux]

Me every other line while writing this fanfic: Have I mentioned Garrett is small? Just a little guy. The tiniest man there ever was. The little bittiest boy. Baby.